Get dressed quickly and get pregnant. My wife wants to be pampered.

The smoky purple belt was casually torn open, and as the tulle slipped off, pieces of clothing were thrown next to the barrier.

Xu Baoer was picked up by Mu Bai, and water splashed everywhere for a moment, then gradually calmed down. The mist smudged her skin, giving it a light pink color.

Mu Bai slowly put down Xu Baoer's legs and let her lean on his chest. At this moment, Xu Baoer was very obedient. He closed his eyes, clenched his hands into fists, and lay on Mu Bai's body.

"Sister, do you like the Queen Mother or me?"

The low and hoarse voice gently coaxed the little wild fox in his arms.

"Well."

Xu Baoer buried her head in silence. She was so sleepy, as if she was leaning on a big stove. He tried to escape but couldn't, he was tightly held at the waist.

The lower lip was gently sucked, but the other party still refused, "Sister, do you like me, or the Queen Mother?"

"Mubai."

The voice was small, but it was enough to please Mu Bai.

Mu Bai's chest rose and fell with the deep laughter. Xu Baoer frowned in discomfort, but hugged Mu Bai's waist tighter.

Like driftwood, she stepped on Mu Bai's instep, relying on him wholeheartedly.

"Go to sleep, I won't bother you."

Mu Bai's eyes were like lake water, staring at Xu Bao'er tenderly, as if there were thousands of stars in that moment. She was the only one in his eyes.

After a simple bath, Xu Baoer wore only a white gauze skirt, leaned in Mu Bai's arms, and fell asleep deeply, her lips were so delicate and beautiful.

Mu Bai's feet were bare, and the red feathers between his ears fluttered with his steps. He held Xu Bao'er and walked to the palace step by step, his steps steady and strong.

Mu Bai first sat on the bed, and then gently put Xu Bao'er down. His movements were extremely gentle, for fear of disturbing Xu Bao'er.

The white gauze skirt makes her graceful figure look even more attractive. When Xu Baoer closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes were as long as small feather fans.

The cute sleeping posture is like a hibiscus flower after the rain. As the night wind blows, the dewdrops on the petals tremble slightly, which is delicate and pure.

Mu Bai sat by the bed and looked at Xu Baoer quietly. The dim light reflected his magnificent face, with a clear mandibular angle and an extremely superior jawline.

The book with curled edges fell beside the pillow. The large characters on the book cover are particularly conspicuous.

The peach blossom demon seduces the cold Buddhist disciple?

Mu Bai chuckled lightly and picked up the storybook casually, intending to see what good things Xu Baoer had been learning recently.

When I opened the storybook, I landed on the page that Xu Baoer often turned to. There is an exquisite illustration inside, and the right corner of the paper is missing, which shows how much Xu Baoer loves this illustration.

The aloof Buddha's shirt was half open, revealing his strong chest. Her eyes were covered with black ribbons, and her hands were tied with red ropes.

The pictures are lifelike and the descriptions are not bad either. The hazy beauty with half-hidden face while holding the pipa depicts the interaction between the peach blossom demon and the Buddha in an extremely charming way.

It turns out that Baoer likes this.

Mu Bai's narrow phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, with a dangerous light dancing around. He stretched out his hand and gently scratched Xu Baoer's nose.

Xu Baoer, who was sleeping, couldn't help but wrinkled his nose, fluttered his little hands casually a few times, and fell asleep again.

"Sister, if you like it, then follow me."

Mu Bai put the storybook back to its original place. He had followed his father since he was a child, hanging out in the military camp, and knew a little bit about everything.

But when facing Xu Baoer, Mu Bai pretended not to understand anything because it was so interesting.

Mu Bai likes the feeling of Xu Baoer taking the initiative to guide her. It is proof that she loves herself and desires herself.

Begonia flowers were falling outside the window, and it was another good night's sleep.

Xu Baoer was too sleepy. When he woke up, it was already three o'clock in the morning. She sat up suddenly, fearing that the Queen Mother would come to find her.

The Queen Mother said she would come to see her tomorrow.

Suddenly a pair of hands wrapped tightly around his waist. Mu Bai leaned his face into Xu Baoer's arms and looked up at her with innocent eyes.

"elder sister."

The voice that had just woken up was hoarse and hazy, with the temperature of Mu Bai, burning the skin.

Xu Baoer choked for breath and almost couldn't breathe.

Seeing that Mu Bai was disobedient, Xu Baoer could only rub his long hair to vent her anger.

Soon, Mu Bai was kneaded into a little lion with fried hair by Xu Baoer.

"Sister, if you like, you can continue rubbing it."

Mu Bai doesn't care about her hair at all. If her sister likes it, she can do it any way she likes.

"Now the palaces are keeping a close eye on me. You are not allowed to come every day."

Xu Baoer counted the frequency with his fingers. Mu Bai came every day, more frequently than anyone else. She almost regarded her bedroom as her own home.

Mu Bai looked at Xu Baoer aggrievedly.

Those poor doggy eyes seemed to say I just wanted to see my sister, what was wrong with me.

"Okay." Xu Baoer gave in, "Then you are not allowed to climb the wall of Xiyuan."

Mu Bai nodded obediently, but Xu Baoer could only believe him temporarily.

This guy runs wherever there is danger.

Playing in the minefield every day, fearless. Xu Baoer felt that because of Mu Bai, the difficulty of her side tasks had increased a lot.

"Sister, lychee."

Mu Bai took out a basket of lychees from the cabinet next to the bed. These lychees are large and plump, the branches and leaves look very fresh, and there are quite a lot of them.

The journey to deliver lychees to the capital is not short. To such a fresh degree, it seems to be Yu Gong.

"Where did this come from?"

"Wu'anjun's residence."

Xu Baoer choked and was completely speechless. How come this Mu Bai caught someone like Wu Anjun, climbed over someone else's wall every day without saying a word, and even took someone else's royal tribute?

"Mubai."

"Huh? Sister."

"Can you stay away from Mr. Wu An in the future?"

Mu Bai frowned, shook his head, and pronounced clearly: "No."

"You can't catch an old man."

"This old man is more powerful than the emperor. What if the old man gets angry and pursues you!"

Xu Baoer subconsciously thought that Wu Anjun was an old man. After all, his power could surpass that of the emperor, and he was probably not too young.

Mu Bai seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and laughed so hard that his chest vibrated.

"If sister doesn't eat it, I'll send it back to the old man."

Xu Baoer was speechless, Mu Ming was threatening him. If he doesn't eat it, he will return it intact to Mr. Wu An in person.

Anyone with a bit of a temper will be stunned.

"The old man doesn't like sweet things, and his life is likely to be short."

"It's okay. If you eat it all, no one will know."

Xu Baoer originally wanted to give Mu Bai a lecture on not taking other people's things indiscriminately, especially the whole pot.

I'm afraid not even one of these lychees was left for Mr. Wu An. The theft was too blatant.

Looking at Mu Bai's face, Xu Baoer could only sigh. She knew that Mu Bai was rebellious, and her words were in vain.

"Sister, eat lychees."

Mu Bai has already peeled a lychee and is going to feed it to Xu Baoer. Seeing this, Xu Baoer had no choice but to open his mouth and eat.

This lychee is indeed sweeter than ordinary lychees and has a richer lychee flavor.

For a moment, Xu Baoer suddenly remembered that the lychees offered as tribute in ancient times were usually hung green in Zengcheng. In modern times, one piece was once auctioned for a sky-high price of 55 yuan.